The Fire Dance

Authors Note: Thank you to Nui and Logan for your help and
imagination...~DarkDreamer

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TopazKat - Yes, Erestor has been collecting the stones diligently!...:)
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AngelSprite - I have been trying to update quickly like I normaly do, but work right now is slamming me...Ill see what I can do...Im glad your enjoying it tho!...:)
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Silmelinda - Yup, the speed talker is having the elfling! *Snort*...and noooo...no more Pregs, sorry...:)
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Macheil - I am so sorry to hear about your husband! Wow that was not good! Please keep me updated on him...now about ch203...with all thats going on with you right now, you are probly not going to like it...sorry...next chap will be happyer, I promis...:)
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Logan - Yeah Thely is back with his old friends, so all is good there...Thank you for the name!...:)
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The Fire Dance

Ch 203

Elrond arched his back and gasped as Thranduil took him deeper into
his mouth "Ohh...oh aye Thran...My Thranduil...", then suddenly
blinked and sat bolt upright "Ormeril!!"

Having been shoved away some when Elrond sat up, Thranduil arched his
brow "Normally, tis MY name you yell out. Is there something I should
know?"

Elrond rolled his eyes as he scrambled out of the bed "Very funny! Get
my dress Thranduil!"

The Mirkwood king chuckled as he got up "You sound like my late
wife..."Get my dress!"...she was demanding as well..."

"Be cheeky later Thran! Right now I need you! Ormeril is having her
elfling and something is wrong!"

~*~*~

Haldir swallowed hard when the young warrior cut open his daughters
clothing to expose her belly "I know threatening you at this time is
not the wisest course of action, but I feel compelled to say that,
should you grievously harm my only iel...I will cut Your belly open
and stuff you like a boar on a spit!"

Morheir narrowed his eyes and threateningly waved the knife he was
holding toward Haldir's face, then growled "Back off...Wood-elf"

Haldir returned the glare "Watch that mouth of your Sea-elf, you may
have come here with Lord Cirdan, but he is Not in this room right now
to protect you"

Both warriors instantly quieted when Ormeril hissed "Shut up! Both of
you!"

Cupping her cheek, Morheir nodded "I am sorry my friend...are you ready?"

"NAY! Now get on with it!"

~*~*~

Buttoning his tunic-dress as he ran down the hall, Elrond burst into
Cirdan and Elrohir's chamber, then paused and rolled his eyes "Oh you
two are just not right!"

Cirdan smirked as he turned "You should talk, now what do you want"

Elrohir, who was suspended by his bound wrists from a crossbeam, his
backside reddened from spanking, tried to look over his shoulder "What
do you want Ada!"

Elrond shook his head "Ormeril is having her elfling and something is
wrong! Cirdan, go to the healing wing and get my stitching kit, Thran,
get my youngest seed down from there and meet me at Haldir's chamber!
And Ion, bring some of Cirdan's smoking plant!"

As Elrond and Cirdan swiftly ran out, Thranduil slowly walked over to
the dangling twin and crossed his arms, then winked "Were you a
naughty little penneth that your Master felt the need to punish you
thusly?"

Elrohir snorted as he rolled his eyes "Just get me down"

~*~*~

Elrond skidded to a halt in front of Haldir's chamber and worried his
brow "Lord Mandos...wh...why are you lingering outside this chamber"

*I have business with Ormeril*

Elrond shook his head "Nay...nay my lord saes, do not take her.."

*I am not here for Ormeril's fea*

Elrond gasped "Not the elfling!"

*Get inside and assist Elrond Peredhil, she needs you*

~*~*~

As Cirdan ran into the healing wing, he nearly collided with Melpomaen
and Lirmaen. Telling the young scribe quickly what was happening, Mel
blurted that Tordren was away, then follows the ancient lord back to
his chamber, gasping in panic when he spied Mandos lingering in the
hall "Naaaaay"

Mandos spun on his heals *Get in there little life, she needs you*

Remaining in the hall, Mandos sighed when Aglar approached....

"Adar"

*Ion*

Aglar lowered his head "You must enter there soon?"

*Aye, she will be finished quite shortly*

~*~*~

Elrond carefully stitched Ormeril up and smiled "Tis a good thing that
Morheir was here...you have a lovely little elleth there Ormeril, and
it pleases me that your speech has returned to normal"

Haldir smiled and gave a nod to the young warrior from the Grey
Havens, then spun when Melpomaen growled

Everyone moved to stand around the bed where Ormeril and her new
elfling were laying, blocking access to her when Mandos and Aglar
entered the room

Raising his hand slowly, Mandos sighed *Relax, I am not here for
Ormeril's fea*

Melpomaen hissed as he narrowed his eyes "And her elfling?"

Mandos shook his head *I am not here for the wee life either...but I
Must speak with her*

Exhausted, Ormeril summoned all her courage and strength, then placed
her new daughter into Melpomaen's arms "What do you want with me my lord"

Mandos took a deep breath, then looked her straight in the eyes *The
eastern border of Imladris was attacked*

The entire room fell silent, then everyone turned to look at Ormeril

Ormeril blinked as she cleared her throat "Nay"

*He is gone now penneth*

"Nay!"

*Aye*

Everyone's hands flew to cover their ears as she shrieked "Nay he is a
healer not a fighter he would not have been Near the fighting Nay!!!"

Mandos took a deep breath, then sighed *Arrows need not only fell
those within the cluster of fighting, you know this*

Haldir laid down next to his daughter and pulled her into his arms,
forcing her head to burrow into his neck "My lord did...did he at
least...uh..."

The Valar of the dead paused, then stood tall *He may have been a
healer, but he pulled the arrows from his body and tended to others
still as he slowed with his own fading...he saved many lives as his
was lost. He begged for me to deliver a message to you Ormeril*

Melpomaen slowly moved to hand his daughter back her elfling "Sit up
Ormeril your iel is wanting you she wishes for your embrace"

Unburrowing herself from her fathers neck, Ormeril slowly sat up,
wiped her tears away and held out her arms. Once her new elfling was
secured within her grasp, she looked up and whispered "What was the
message he left my lord?"

Mandos smiled at her strength *He stated that he would have loved to
have had more time with you, that he would love to have met his little
one...and that he is sorry that he will miss his little ones growing.
But he knows that you are strong and will do the right thing*

Ormeril burst into tears as she hugged her daughter tight "I will
teach you all about your Adar you will grow knowing that he was a good
elf and sacrificed himself for others"

The Valar of the dead then cleared his throat *He had one favor to ask
of you, regarding your elfling*

Ormeril wiped her eyes and nodded again "What is it my Lord what did
he want of me?"

*If the elfling was male, to name it Tordren, after him. If the
elfling was female, he wished for you to name her Mahranel*

Ormeril looked down at her new elfling and choked "Warrior Princess?"

Haldir reached out and stroked his only daughters cheek "I think it
fits...she is the daughter of a warrior, and will be My little Princess"

TBC...........................

Translations:

Ada/Adar ----------------------- Dad/Father
Ion ------------------------------ Son
Iel ------------------------------- Daughter
Saes ----------------------------- Please
Fea ------------------------------ Soul/Spirit
Mahtar =Warrior, Aranel =Princess---Mixed "Mahranel" =Warrior Princess
(Thank you Logan for your imagination on creating this name for me)